"Medic!" Monk screamed loudly as he lay behind the bulletproof steel plate. Next to him lay the Dutch girl who had been shot in the abdomen.
The number of enemy snipers is unknown, perhaps looking for valuable prey. Therefore, the medic huddles in the safest place. He is irreplaceable, so he must protect himself——
At least you can't waste your life on a non-combatant, it's your responsibility to other paratroopers.
In fact, except for a few experienced veterans, everyone else was lying down behind the bunker because they did not dare to show their heads due to the continuous cold shots.
And the gathered Dutch people dispersed like a rabble.
It's a pity that Lu Li couldn't spare the time, otherwise he really wanted to turn around and see how embarrassed the old man who claimed not long ago that he "wanted to see the war with his own eyes" was now.
Click.
The submachine gun was empty.
Immediately afterwards, a German in camouflage fell from the tree without any sign of struggle. He was obviously beaten into a sieve.
The moment the gun rang out, Lu Li saw flames coming out of that place and subconsciously glanced with his gun.
For the first time, he knew that death was not far away from him.
If it weren’t for that Dutch girl…
After taking revenge, Lu Li sobered up a lot. He suppressed his distracting thoughts and began to move towards the back of the car.
Follow the tutorials in recruit training, bend down and move forward quickly, like running in an S-shape in movies and TV shows, running randomly and irregularly. In this case, it is completely unnecessary, because doing so will only increase your exposure. time.
"Boss, it's too bad!" Munch grabbed Lu Li and said with a painful expression.
Although they had expected it in their hearts, when war really came, no one could accept it calmly.
Stampedes, cold shots, and noise all brought trouble to the counterattack. At least until all the people left, no one dared to use heavy weapons.
Except the Germans.
call out--
The sound of tearing cloth was heard. This was the MG42 machine gun. Because the continuous gunshots were similar to the sound of pulling a zipper, it was named "Chainsaw". It was a veritable death harvester.
The moment the gunshot rang out, the dirt and cement on both sides of the road flew up in all directions, and some stray bullets passed by him, causing Lu Li to feel burning pain.
"Sir, we have run into the enemy. They have snipers and machine gun positions."
The correspondent put down the walkie-talkie and tried to contact Major Gough for support, but received no response.
At the same time, above everyone's heads, the bulletproof steel plate made an overwhelmed sound. Obviously, it would not last long before it was completely penetrated.
"Protect the vehicle!"
"Protect the vehicle!"
Miller's voice came from behind.
As he spoke, he shouldered a PIAT and used it as a mortar.
Although the target was not hit, the move did boost morale.
Some sharpshooters identified the approximate location of their colleagues based on the sound. Henry suddenly turned sideways, left the protective range of the steel plate, and shot at a big tree on the left front of the convoy.
"Munch, after all these farmers have escaped, you set up your gun and shoot at the bushes. Don't be stingy with bullets. We have more of these things."
Lu Li was changing the magazine of his submachine gun, trying his best to control himself and not focus on the Dutch girl.
"I have a dose of morphine here to relieve pain. Someone will come to treat you soon. Don't fall asleep..."
Meng had no intention of fighting. He took out the syringe and medicine from his pocket, but he didn't know how to inject it and looked at Lu Li blankly.
Just after he fired the bullets with casual shooting, Lu Li noticed that someone was watching him, so he took advantage of the opportunity to reload and glanced to his side.
The girl's face was pale, death shrouded her eyes, and her pulse was beating feebly under her skin. A few minutes ago, he rushed out of the crowd with a plate full of food, but now he seemed to be a different person, looking so tired and weak, and his low voice calling for help was so hoarse and miserable. Her expression was so dull and vague.
I remember that when we talked together, she was very enthusiastic, even aggressive.
Suddenly, the sound of bullets tearing through metal was heard, making Lu Li's nerves tense again. After whispering "Inject into the shoulder muscles," he raised the barrel of the gun and fired in the direction of the trees.
At this moment, he must find a way to shut down the enemy's machine gun position, otherwise the jeep will explode sooner or later, and the entire reconnaissance team will be annihilated.
suppress! suppress!
Staff Sergeant Miller could only think about suppressive fire.
If you don't use heavy firepower and let the MG42 show its power, you will have no choice but to wait for death.
Seeing that there were no civilians standing nearby, Lu Li shouted loudly: "Put up the Bren light machine gun!"
When the machine gunner hiding behind the car heard the news, he immediately started firing.
"Munch!" Lu Li turned his head.
"What do you want to do now?"
This guy is always out of shape, even worse than his performance last night, like a fringe character.
As one of the few machine gunners in the reconnaissance team, once he is unable to participate in the battle, the consequences will be disastrous.
"have no idea!"
Munch was confused and covered his face with his hands.
The rapid transition from heaven to hell was difficult to accept.
"I know it's difficult, but you have to put aside your distracting thoughts and look at the performance of other soldiers. During your hesitation, I don't know how many civilians died under the enemy's gunfire."
In fact, Lu Li wanted to kick Munch over instead of comforting him with words.
Da da da!
A string of bullets flew past, and warm blood splashed on their faces. Then, the two realized that something had happened to the Dutch girl.
A few seconds ago, Anhe felt better than ever and wanted to go home quickly to be with his father, so he tried to stand up.
At the same time, the German machine gunner noticed a figure appearing in his sight and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The 17-year-old Ange van Marnan was cut off at the waist and his body fell on the road.
Her eyes were sunken and dull. She opened her mouth and tried to say something, but when she opened her mouth, blood spurted out and splashed all over Lu Li and Meng.
"God, God! Please protect me and don't let me die in too much torture."
On the side, correspondent Jerry let go of his hand on the walkie-talkie. After seeing such a tragic scene, he couldn't help but froze.
"Sir, what is this girl's name? If we can survive this, should we inform her parents and relatives?"
It was the first time Henry spoke such a long sentence.
However, Lu Li, like the other paratroopers, did not know her name.
"Treat her as a missing person. If she has any relatives, leave them in her thoughts."
As he said that, Lu Li shook his head: "Mengk set up his gun and cover me."
He didn't want to die, at least he didn't want to die so miserably, even if the principal said it was filming, even if the senior said that after the exam, the dead candidates would be reborn in the classroom.
